In the past month, I was faced with one of the biggest decisions I have done in my life…
I am moving out of home for the first time at the age of 25.**
Everything happened so fast; it all felt surreal. I was caught unprepared but the opportunity was a welcome surprise.
I knew that it’s a risk. Yet I feel good that I’m not afraid to try.
I have hope for the future. The best is yet to come.
Looking back, I saw how the past year has led me to this. I had time to enjoy the fruit of my labor, to fall in love, to learn and be recognized at work, to become a blessing to others, to realize my plans and dreams, to reunite with old and meet new friends who eventually became my guidance and company.
I’m going through a lot of mixed emotions… from excitement and happiness, to fear and concern, to sentimentality… It’s a strange feeling when you’re about to leave your comfort zone, the life you’ve used to live, the people you grew up with and all the other familiar things around… because after then, you’ll realize that you’ll never be the same way again.
I believe that separation is necessary, and good for any relationship. It is human nature that we tend to take for granted the people we see every day. Distance means that I am going to exert more effort now to actually connect and keep in touch with people I care about. As of this moment, I’m already missing them.
It’s going to be a difficult fresh start but I know I must always make room for new things… because the smallest possible changes in my decisions, actions and existence can sometimes make all the difference.
Life is good!
**In Asian culture, this is a big deal especially that it’s natural for most families to closely live together with their parents even if they were already married.
